My Yeh Yeh

I just discovered this photo today at my grandpa's funeral...I love how it portrays my grandpa in such a light way, and how my grandma is staring up at him as if she's simply humouring him.

It's been a rough week, to be honest. I checked my email in Trabzon on Sunday night, and by the next morning I was on a plane to Istanbul and then another 2 planes back home. All together i might have been in transit for 30+ hours, but it was totally worth making it home to see my grandpa to say goodbye. I got home around noon on the 8th and went straight from the airport to see him. Even throughout his 80's and early 90's he was always quite physically robust, so it was a crushing shock to see how thin he had become in the 2 months that I was gone. I have never seen him so debilitated, and it scared me to touch his arm and see that it was thinner than my own. Eight hours later my grandpa passed away peacefully in his sleep. I could only feel genuinely thankful for having gotten back on time.

My relationship with my grandpa is complicated, moreso than the relationship I had with my grandma...but I certainly doted just as much on him, and today I cried remembering all the good memories I have growing up with him. Bye, yeh yeh, i'll miss you.